The young man waited for no further development. Supposing very
naturally, what was the case, that he had been discovered, and that this
party were sent in pursuit of him, he immediately turned away from the
window and plunged into the pathway leading up the hill towards Mr
Ashleigh's residence. No action, under the circumstances, could have
shown the quick perception and ready decision of his mind to more
advantage than his at once taking to this pathway; for, after he was
once seen by his pursuers, his concealing himself amongst the few trees
and scattered clumps of bushes along the hill-side would have been no
safeguard under the almost daylight brightness of the clear moonlight.
Such a course would have given to his pursuers only a limited space of
ground to search over at their leisure, with the absolute certainty of
discovering his place of concealment and making him prisoner. His
taking the plain pathway to the hill-top made his escape depend upon his
fleetness of foot, but only for a short distance; the hill once
surmounted, a dense forest spread for miles along the route which he had
to pursue. He had no uneasiness or doubt in trusting to his speed; for,
inured by daily exercise, he had long been considered the boldest leaper
and fleetest runner in all the country side.
STORY TWO, CHAPTER TWO.
THE PURSUIT.
*Hahn*. My lord, he has escaped.
*Otto*. Have thou no fear; he shall be prisoner.
I know the bird, his ways, where he frequents;
And I shall lime a twig, upon the which
I'll easily entice him to alight.--_Oldenheim_.
The noise of the footsteps passing out of the door brought from the
cellar a tall and slender elderly man, with black eyes, and dark hair
thickly interspersed with grey. This individual seemed to be in a state
of much excitement.
"What is the matter, Captain Vance?" he asked. "What has happened?"
"Nothing of much importance," answered the dark man with the black
slouched hat, who was again leaning, as when first seen by John Alvan
Coe, against the door, which opened upon the sands. "I caught sight of
a man looking in upon us just now through the back window."
"Do you consider that fact as of not much importance?" said the elderly
man from the cellar. "If you were in my position, I think that you
would entertain a different opinion."
"Oh!" exclaimed the captain in a careless manner, "he was only `A chiel
amang us takin' notes.' I am very sure that he will never `prent 'em.'
I shall take especial pains that he shall never have a chance of doing
so."
"The men who went out just now then," remarked the elderly man, in an
interrogative manner, "were sent to catch him?"
"Yes," was the laconic reply.
"God grant that they may catch him!" exclaimed the grey-headed man, in
an earnest tone.
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